Okay guys, sorry that it took me so long to update - I got stuck. It's still a little short - I know. :) Here's chapter 10;

Two weeks is not a long time. It took two weeks for me to become about the size of your average toddler. It took two weeks for Charlie to finally get up the nerve to ask Sue to marry him. Heck, it only took Aunt Rosalie one week to start speaking civilly to the rest of the family. Two weeks without your best friend is an eternity.

All I could think of was Jacob. He'd been there since the day I was born, and according to my father and Rosalie, they'd never been able to get rid of him after that. (Though I was never quite sure which of the two of them were more reluctant about that…) We'd been through everything together, and this was the longest I had ever gone without seeing his warm smile, or hearing a specialty blond joke. It was awful.

I'd never been grounded before either, so this was all new to me. It was typical that the first time I ever did was because of a freaky dream and a speeding ticket. And taking away Jake was the worst thing that they could do. I didn't use my cell phone unless someone called me first - that someone usually being Jake or Alice, to make sure that I got home okay. I didn't watch TV very often, and when I did, it was just because I had nothing better to do, and there was no one else around. The only time I ever used the computer was at school, to do research for an assignment or write a paper for one my classes.

If I had learned one thing during my week of torture, it was that I really didn't have much of a life outside of my best friend's garage or the Cullen's abode. It was really rather pathetic. That was how I got roped into shopping with Aunt Alice that weekend…

Flashback:

"Nessie, will you please stop moping? He'll be back as soon - it's not the end of the world." Uncle Emmett was trying to reason with me.

I think that at one point the got so tired of me sitting next to him on the couch staring blankly at the television that he had stopped enjoying the game.

"I'm not moping." I replied simply not taking my eyes off the screen as the team Emmett was apparently rooting for's star quarter back fumbled the ball.

From the cursing in the stands I was guessing that he didn't usually do that. Emmett looked back and forth from the screen to me again.

"You're bad luck." He accused.

"Am not."

"He never fumbles, and this is the third time!"

"Maybe he's having a bad day." I offered shrugging. "Nobody's perfect."

"Nessie the last five games have been post-poned just because so many of the player on either team got injured, or just plain sucked today!"

"What does that have to do with me?" I demanded indignantly. It wasn't my fault that the majority of the NFL just went down the tubes.

Emmett simply stared at me like I was crazy. "Did you see what happened to Tom Brady when you walked in?!"

"Hey Ness." Alice chirped as she walked into the living room.

"Oh, thank god!" Emmett exclaimed standing as he walked over to his sister.

"Alice please," he begged putting his hands on her shoulders. "take her away before the next game comes on, or there just might be an entire football league in the hospital!"

"Hey!" I protested.

Alice just smiled, rolling her eyes at him. "Come on Ness. You know how he gets - besides, I don't want you to be in here when he pulverizes the TV."

"Fine." I grumbled following her out.

Emmett sat on the couch grumbling about how 'that bag of fleas' was actually good for something other than ticking his wife off. Followed by a scream of 'YEAH!', as the announcer described the miraculous comeback of his team that had just scored a touchdown.

That still didn't mean I was bad luck. Could have been anything.

"Ness?" Alice asked tapping on the dressing room door at some fancy boutique in a huge mall, she had brought me to in New York. "Come on, I know that you're changed - I want to see what it looks like on you."

Yes, New York. So that was a good 2839.10 miles from Seattle. She had even called the school to let them know that I would be out for a few day, because we were visiting relatives. This at least gave all of the others an excuse to go hunt, and get out of Forks for a little bit, with out people wondering where we had all disappeared to. It was hard enough for the rest of them to blend in by using makeup to look slightly older than they had been for the last 6 or 7 years.

"Fine." I muttered, knowing that she'd heard.

It wasn't that I hated shopping the way my mother had (and still does, with a passion). I had grown up being spoiled rotten by an unlimited amount of money in the bank, and constant shopping. I just didn't care for it. If Alice wanted to buy me stuff that was fine - it wasn't like she was going to relent any how.

I stepped out wearing the perfect dress she's picked out for me. It was a simple green baby doll, that floated down and then ended just a few inches above my knee. I liked it. It made be look like a Christmas tree because of my hair, but somehow it worked.

Alice smirked pulling me towards a wall of mirror at the front of the dressing room, and standing behind me pull my hair up into a loose bun.

"So what do you think?" she asked leaning forward to face me in the mirror.

"I… love it, but Alice where exactly am I going to wear this in Forks?"

"Prom." Alice smiled triumphantly.

I looked at my aunt in the mirror trying to figure out if she was still sane or not.

"Prom." I repeated testing her. She nodded.

"Alice - I don't think that this is exactly a prom dress… besides, I'm not going to prom."

I didn't really care whether I went or not, but I didn't see the point. I had skipped a grade (it would have been more, but I refused to call anymore attention to myself than absolutely necessary… most of time), so technically I was eligible to go to the prom this year, but I didn't have a date, or really any friends to go with so it was moot point.

"Jake can take you." Alice replied smoothly. "And I want to get this done up a little bit - some chiffon flowers - just rosebuds… gold fringe…a butterfly and maybe a few carnations all in green and gold arranged around the middle, and the bust line." she offered making excited gestures as she though more into her creation. It sounded neat, and Alice was really excited, but…

"I'm not so sure that Jake would be into that." I said looking away from our reflections in the mirror.

Alice shrugged. "You never know until you try. Besides," She said turning me back around. "I think that I know another someone who might be interested if the dog doesn't work out." she winked.

I smiled. "Has anyone ever told you how awesome you are?"

Alice sighed, shaking her head in false contempt. "Too many people don't realize how good they've got it until I'm gone."

I laughed with her before turning to walk back down the dressing room hall. "I'll meet you in the food court, okay?" I called over my shoulder.

"Sure." Alice replied. "I think I call Jazz." And with another smile and a wink she disappeared out the door.

I though about what Alice had said for a little bit after that, while changing back into my normal jeans, and an old blouse of my mother's that Alice had retrieved from it's hiding spot, regrettably before we had left. Maybe she was right… maybe I should ask Jake - he was my best friend - he'd understand that it was just something normal to add into my crazy life.

I was still grinning thinking about it as I walked out of the dressing room to put back all of the items in my rejection pile, and the few outfits I had agreed to let Alice buy, when I walked right into a sales clerk, whose arms were piled high with merchandise to be put away.

I sat up rubbing my head after pulling a coat and a few pairs of jeans off of my head. That had hurt… weird.

"I am so sorry!" I told the clerk helping her up.

She was pretty - pale skin, short, light brown hair, childish features - she was only slightly larger than Alice -, but mature somehow… almost scary in a way. Her eyes were pitch black.

"That's fine." She replied brushing the incident off as I helped her stand. "I should have taken less things at a time - I couldn't see where I was going. I'm new." she shrugged. Her voice was sweet and childish like her features with a edge to it.

"Here, let me help you." I offered leaning back down to help collect her things. After a few minutes we were both with our own items, and standing again.

"I'm really sorry for bumping into you like that - I had my head in the clouds." I apologized once more.

The girl smiled coolly brushing it off. "It's fine - we both have to be more careful."

I smiled weakly not quite understanding the hard edge that had crept into her voice again.

"Well, thank you for your assistance." she said nodding before turning in the direction she had come in to finish her job.

I sighed, walking over to the cash register, and quickly paying with Alice's credit card before I had the chance to injure myself, or anyone else.

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The girl dumped her pile of clothes on a display platform, glaring as she watched the little Cullen girl hurry out of the store. Seeing her again had been different.

She was no longer the same little child she had been those short few years ago, while the girl herself hadn't changed at all; she was still beautiful, and young, and powerful. And most of all, she was still angry. And she was more than ready to obtain her revenge.

The girl shook her head, pulling her hair out of the little black elastic that held it in place, and pulling off the green smock she wore before pulling a tiny silver phone out of the pocket of her modern clothing.

"I've found her." was the last thing her bell-like voice said before walking out of the mall and into the rainy day.

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